Lorsan was great. Everyone in Lunadorf knew him- even if he was sort of the village troublemaker. Hey, you didn’t mind. Sure, he got dirty looks every now and then- but he had a lot of friends, as well.

A while back, when you were around five, Lorsan had saved you from… well, a hunting trap. And after? Well, you became the bunny-boy’s little duckling, the way you followed him around. Truth was, you looked up to Lorsan. He doesn’t mind - he thinks it’s adorable.